Yu Wenyun didn't know how the poem would end, because she took the poem and went up to the fifth floor.

"As I said earlier, my little friend is very human."

Qin Lao looked at this poem, stroked his long beard, and said with a smile: "How can it be said that a person who can set up a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a saint to continue learning, and a peace for all generations, how can it be fake." ”

"He—he said that?" Yu Wenyun's heart was extremely shocked, even more shocked than when he saw this drunk tonight for the first time.

Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess studied under the official Wenxiu of the Guozi Priest's Wine, not to mention the five cars of the rich school, but she has already entered the hall. She naturally understood the avenue contained in this sentence.

That sixteen-year-old boy can have such a high level of awareness?

Of course, I said it in front of the old man. It's a shame to say that there was Shulan that night, and I asked him, what do you think the purpose of studying is. My intention was to enlighten him so that he could study quietly and not be obsessed with the paths. ”

Qin Lao laughed at himself, "How do you know that he said these words after a few breaths, which made the old man embarrassed." The old man has repaired the book to Lord Shangguan, and privately thinks that this sentence can be entered into the holy school, and it is the general outline of what students all over the world learn. ”

"It's a pity, my little friend is not interested in the career, and he said that he wanted to study Gewu, and he said...... There are thousands of avenues in the world, and someone needs to walk, the old man thought about it, and what he said made sense. Therefore, the old man did not feel strange that he did not come to the poetry meeting, because the Tao was different. ”

"It's the poem he sent, and it's a must in the literary world."

Old Master Li had no words, he had taught Fu Xiaoguan, and he didn't insist until a month, he took the initiative to resign, without it, just because rotten wood could not be carved.

It was rumored that he had also heard that he was inclined to plagiarize Fu Xiaoguan's two poems, but at this moment, Qin Lao said it himself, he couldn't believe it, but he couldn't believe it.

"Grandpa Qin, so to speak...... Is Fu Xiaoguan really talented? Yu Wenyun asked again.

"It's talented! You'll see it. ”

"Between him and Shulan...... Is it really affectionate? ”

Qin Bingzhong thought for a while and said with a smile: "This is a private affair between children and daughters, how can I understand this old man, but my little friend should be a little interesting to Shulan." ”

"Just because of this poem?"

It's not this poem, but the day before Shulan left Linjiang, Fu Xiaoguan made a farewell poem for Shulan, which means ...... Shulan should know. ”

Yu Wenyun's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "What kind of word is it?" ”

"If it is sung, this Linjiang will be a sensation again. It was made for Shulan, because I had seen it in the place, but without Shulan's permission, I didn't dare to read it, and I hope His Highness will understand. ”

Yu Wenyun pursed his lips, and asked with a smile, "So with what you see Grandpa Qin, Shulan is interesting to the son of the Fu family?" ”

"It's hard to say, my little friend is a merchant after all, and Shulan is the daughter of the Shangshu of the household department. Dong Kangping, I know, the concept of the portal is quite heavy, not to mention that there is a Yan Xiwen in Beijing. ”

……

At the end of the song, the people dispersed, and Shanglinzhou restored peace.

Yu Wenyun was blowing the river breeze outside the other industry, looking at the stars and moon, his eyes flashed, and after a long time, he made up his mind.

"I'm going to Fu Mansion tomorrow."

"What did you say?" Yu Hongyi exclaimed.

"Be quiet! Early tomorrow morning, I'm going to Fu's house. ”

"What for?"

“…… He was very good that day, so I asked him to buy some wine. ”

That night, Yu Wenyun wrote a letter to Dong Shulan, in which she wrote about that person and that poem, of course, she kept the original manuscript of the poem, and every time she looked at it, she would sneer.

Because the word...... It's just ugly.

She sat by the river, there was no one on the riverside, and the river wind was a little strong, which wrinkled her clothes and ruffled her hair.

She clasped her hands on her knees, as if it was a little cold. If someone sees it, the first thing they feel is loneliness.

The fishing boats on the river had turned off their lights, and it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Her mind was a little confused, like she had a thousand clues, couldn't figure it out, and cut it out in a mess.

thought about a lot of people and things, and finally fell on the young man named Fu Xiaoguan.

So far, she has not seen Fu Xiaoguan, but for some reason, she can already outline Fu Xiaoguan's appearance in her mind.

Born in the royal family, no one understands her loneliness, even her best friend Dong Shulan, who doesn't know the secrets in her heart.

This is not the city government, but the dream she has at the age of seventeen.

……

Shangjing Jinling, Wuyi Lane, Dong Mansion.

Dong Shulan leaned on the building and looked into the distance, the lanterns in Wuyi Lane were still lit and would be bright until dawn, but the night had already washed away the prosperity of the street, and it became cold and peaceful at the moment.

Her elbows were on the railing, her chin was in the palm of her hand, her eyes were not focused, and the fifteen-year-old girl had a lot of sorrow in her heart.

She was originally smart, but some things fell on her, so she became a little sluggish, or rather, she didn't want to think about it.

But I have to think about it.

Today, the chess pieces fell outside the chessboard, which shows that I miss him.

This feeling is the first time she has appeared, even in the face of so many young talents in Shangjing, she has never been so out of shape, even if it is Yan Xiwen.

In just over 20 days in Linjiang, there were only a few real contacts with him, could it be that he was conquered like this?

Dong Shulan is still clear about her true intentions, where is it pointing.

Reason told her that they were not possible at all, because of the gap in status and status, but also because of the parents' gateway views. Even if he is rich enough to rival the country, he is also a businessman, which in the eyes of his mother, is the existence of the bottom of society.

But Benxin told her that she liked him, and there was no reason for this.

If I had to say one reason, it would be the one he wrote.

She took the page out of her sleeve and lit it by the dim light of the corridor.

Linjiang Xian. Send a book to Lan You

What do you want to send after the farewell?

The first warbler is acacia in the early swallow.

Today, I hesitate to remember that time, drifting away from my heart, and knowing that the waning moon is falling.

I don't know how to go on the river, but I clearly go to Wuyi.

In a hurry, I just wanted to say goodbye, the fragrance disappeared, and the window was white.

……

The lights on the second floor of the small courtyard in the Fu Mansion were still on.

After listening to Chunxiu's story, Fu Xiaoguan praised this little girl fiercely, saying that if someone frames your young master in the future, you will slap this young master hard!

Then he continued to read the book, and then Chunxiu noticed that the manuscripts were missing, and asked, "What about the manuscripts I organized?" ”

"Send it to Shulan, and she'll send it back."

"Oh...... Master, if you keep writing, I want to read it too. ”

"Okay, I'll write when I have time."

"Oh."

"Okay, you go and rest, I'll see later."

It was late at night, Chunxiu thought about it, went to the kitchen to get a bowl of poached eggs and brought it in, "Young master, I'm going to sleep." ”

"Go ahead."

Fu Xiaoguan ate poached eggs and read the book until he memorized this pure yang heart sutra completely.

Raise your eyes, the window is white, and there is a chicken.